This pic was taken the day after Labour Day. At 8 a.m. Jerry Weston and his helper arrived to drill our well. It was a fascinating process, and rather loud. Everybody in the neighbourhood had been telling us that we'd only need to go about 100 feet. They struck water at 60 ft, but only at the agonizingly slow rate of about 1 litre per minute. At the end of the day, the well was 120 feet and producing 1 gallon per minute. Jerry said they'd see how it did overnight and start again in the morning. By morning the well was 80 ft full, but without a better flow rate. At 140 ft, I drove up to Hwy 24 for better cell reception and called Mike to let him know that things weren't going especially well - no pun intended. By 160 feet I was beginning to panic slightly, each extra 20 feet costing $600. Jerry said the well was okay for running a house, but wouldn't support any prolonged garden watering or running a hose for any length of time. After conferring with Mike again from the parking lot of Lone Butte Sporting Goods we decided to push on and go deeper still. I took the pups for a short drive and arrived back to see Jerry beaming and giving me 2 thumbs up. They'd hit a good flow of water at 180 feet. By the time they'd packed up and measured, there was a 156' reservoir of water in the well.
The next project is to build a wellhouse to house the pressure tank. This needs to be done in the next few weeks.
In other news, the house is being shown at 3:45 this afternoon.